Author's notes: I considered changing Natalie's age to make her relationship with Lucas more believable and understandable, but I decided not to since I planned her to be thirteen and certain things only work because of that. So, instead her relationship with him will be a little different. With that, you'll finally get to see more into her betrayal and if it really was a betrayal.

Sorry for the wait, I wanted to wait and try and get chapters stored up so I could do more evenly updates. The second part to this will be up soon. If it wasn't a two-parter, I would wait till Thursdays so I could do even updates, but I'll try and have it up by Monday.

This is based off of scenes from 'Nightfall'. I don't own 'Terra Nova', Lt. Washington, Commander Taylor, Dr. Shannon or any characters from the show. The only characters do own is my OC Natalie (and Mike :) )

I hope you enjoy, it's a long one! Thanks for reading, Fighteratheart.

Natalie wasn't an overly patient person. She couldn't wait for her body to heal itself. When she needed to do something, she got up and did it, regardless of what she was told. Eighty-precent of the time it didn't work in favor, Twenty-precent it did. The times it didn't, it didn't end well for her and when it did...well, she was still working on that.

Natalie pressed back on her left hand as she twisted her body in an attempt to swing her legs around the side of the bed. Her toes landed inches from the ground, she brought her arms around so they were on either side of her body. Her right hand laid flat beside her and she balled her left hand into a fist, feeling her muscles tighten as she pushed the fist into the bed. Her toes flexed as they skimmed over the cold, solid ground she'd been aching to touch again. She stretched out her muscles, ignoring the slight burn the movement caused her. The painkillers helped with most of the pain, but there was still that little bit that lingered that no amount of pain medicine could take away.

Once her feet hit the flat ground, Natalie gripped onto the bed to steady herself. The dizziness hit hard, despite taking (some of) the Doctor's advice about going slow when sitting up. She knew she wasn't suppose to be walking yet, but she couldn't be a loafer forever. Her first attempt to walk, shortly after she woke from surgery, she collapsed to the ground. When the doctor found out about her walking attempt she wasn't happy, despite passing (not excelling) the tests. She had to undergo several tests to test her reflexes, nerve response time, her arm and leg strength and several other things she didn't care to listen to.

As she let go of the bed, she brought one hand forward, taking a step forward while keeping her left hand stretched out behind her, her fingertips gripping the edge. She was going better than the first time, she felt stronger than when she first stood up. The more steps she took, the more weak she felt and the less stable. She was nearing the wall across from the bed her arm was stretched out to reach it and her eyes were squinted. She had finally let go of any support and the steps without any type of support to keep her balance caused her to be wobbly. She brought her foot forward, then her knees went weak. She didn't fall, but she sunk down onto her knees. The pain from her lacerations intensified, and she stayed there. Her head was buried in her head buried in between legs, an arm under her thighs and her injured arm hanged limp beside her.

Moments later, Elisabeth entered the room, frowning when she didn't see Natalie on the bed, panic set in, "Natalie?" Elisabeth called out. She flipped on the lights to search for her, they were off due to her photophobia. Walking to the other side, she spotted Natalie crouched on the ground, hidden from the door'a view.

Elisabeth quickly passed the bed, she put the cup down and crouched down beside her, "Natalie, can you tell me what happened? Did you fall? Are you injured?"

Natalie looked up, and upon seeing the light hissed in pain, "I'm fine." She rested her head in her lap as she turned it to the right to avoid the light.

"What happened?" Elisabeth repeated.

Despite the pain and shame she felt, she couldn't help but look up, eye squinted, to give the doctor a sly smile, "I may've tried walking by myself, and it didn't go as planned."

"After what I told you last time?" Elisabeth let out an exasperated sigh, "Natalie, do you know how serious this is? Your body has gone through severe trauma, you had traumatic brain injury, your body needs time to heal, it's weak right now."

"I do know that, and I know the best way to get stronger is to get back up. Staying on the ground will get you nowhere."

"Natalie your body has been through severe trauma, it's understandable you need to recover. Now, let's get you up, I have a protein shake waiting for you." The look she gave her said there was no room for negotiation, on either matters.

—

Alicia was in the doorway to Natalie's room, her arms were crossed across her chest while she waited for Natalie to say something. She was ignoring her once again. Since her arrival several minutes ago, Natalie hadn't uttered a single word, she barely made eye contact with her. The only time she did was when Wash first arrived and it was to see who had entered, then she went back to the screen in her hand. It wasn't the first time this had happened – every visit since she awoke from her second surgery was filled with nothing but silence. Wash had tried to make conversation, but Natalie didn't dare to look her in the eye. Alicia started to visit her less, the visits were becoming pointless, all they did was cause unwanted stress, besides she had work she needed to attended to.

Flashback

Natalie peaked her head into the other room. There was a bag on the bed and her mom was putting stuff into it. Her mind started to connect the two and after realizing what it meant, she raced over to Alicia. She tugged on the the woman's sleeve, stopping her motions, "You're leaving?"

Alicia sighed, she'd hoped she would've gotten the chance to sit down and have a conversation with Natalie about this, but guess it didn't work out that way.

Alicia turned around and crouched down to get to eye level height of her daughter, "I am, but I'll see you soon."

"No, don't leave. Stay, I'll miss you."

"I can't, Tallie."

"Why?" Wash could see the sadness in Natalie's eyes and the confusion in her voice.

Alicia brushed her daughter's hair away – she couldn't lie to her daughter, but she couldn't exactly explain taking an eighty-five million trip to the past to save the human race to a six-year-old in first grade. "You'll meet me in Terra Nova."

Natalie was perplexed at the statement, she shook her head, "No." She said, forcefully. "When you going to come home?" Tears had welled up in her eyes.

Alicia hugged her emotional daughter, "We'll be together soon."

"When?" Natalie muffled into Wash's shirt, her small arms clinging to her mom.

"A few months."

Natalie pulled back, "Months?" She didn't remember ever spending a long time away from her. It only happened during the first couple years of her life.

"It'll be over before you know it." Alicia assured. "Then we'll have a new home." It was bugging her too – being away so long – but she couldn't tell Natalie that, besides she knew when she agreed to Taylor's offer what she was in for.

"New home?"

"Yea, I'll see you soon. I love you."

"Love you, Mommy."

End of flashback

—

Taylor had finished his meeting with Malcolm and was headed to Command. He was halfway up the stairs when Wash joined him, walking by his side the last few. They entered the building together, Wash closing the door behind them while Taylor went over to his desk.

"Did Malcolm find anything?" Wash asked, causing Taylor to look up and over at her.

"It's sealed shut by some sort of DNA response system. It can only be opened by one person." Taylor explained.

"Mira? That doesn't sound like something she would do." Wash walked over toward where he stood and rested a palm on his the desk.

"No, sounds like Lucas." Taylor deflated in his chair as the realization dawned him, "He's working with Mira." They both knew it was the truth, and had for some time, but Taylor had denied it, hoping there was a chance he could get get his son back.

"We always knew it was a possibility." Wash remarked. "If it is Lucas'..."

"It could be for his calculations. We can't let him or Mira get ahold of it; Malcolm has it locked up in the lab. Wash?"

"Sir?"

"Keep Natalie as far away as possible, she's our closet link to Lucas. She may not be the spy but she's helped Lucas in the past."

—

Natalie loved to draw, it was one of her favorite ways to pass time. Even when she was OTG she managed to find a way to do so, she drew on rocks much like Lucas, except they were of the wildlife and the forest. Now, she struggled having only one hand she was allowed to use, and even then it was her left. She was right-handed, never really used her left, so her drawing were far from good. She was constantly having to shake the screen to erase her sloppy drawing.

She was in the middle of drawing a picture of Mike in her bag when the screen started going haywire. She frowned and looked down at the screen which went black, then pounded it on her lap. She didn't know what else to do, she hadn't used appliances in a few years. She left in a haste, she didn't bring any appliances with her, only survival needs.

The lights were off in her room, but the chem-lights started to come on. Natalie's head snapped in their direction, why were they turned on? Suddenly, a large gust of wind broke through the back door near her. And cries and screams blended together, what was going on? Something must've happened, what she didn't know, but she got up to investigate.

Her balance had improved but she was unstable at first and she needed to use the wall to help support herself. The lights were out in the hall, they were actually out throughout the whole infirmary. Why was the power off?

It took her awhile to get into the main part of the infirmary and when she did, she saw colonists flooding in. There were people of all ages who had sustained different types of injuries ranging from cuts to broken bones. She spotted Dr. Shannon in the middle of the chaos the infirmary had become.

—

They were screaming at colonists to get down and take cover – the sonic wave was coming in hot. They had nothing to prevent the oncoming catastrophe, not that having power would've helped any.

"Down! Wash, get in there." Taylor ordered his lieutenant, turning to her briefly. Wash didn't hesitate to follow his order, she never did.

Taylor watched as the sonic wave came in, the wind broke through trees, flipped over tables and tore the doors and windows to Command wind open. Taylor hit the ground hard, he landed beside Wash. Glass shattered over them and they stayed on the ground till it passed.

They lifted their heads up in sync and turned to each other.

"You all right, Wash?"

"Fine, sir. Just, I haven't had to do that in a while." She smiled as she let out a small chuckle.

Years ago, before Somalia, she spent a majority of her time diving for her life being a medic. It's been over ten years since she was on the battlefield dodging gunfire.

They stayed on the ground, so abundantly close, for a minute before Taylor pulled himself up and offered a hand out to Wash. She took it and pulled herself up.

Wash began brushing the bits of glass off of herself alongside Taylor, "We should find Malcolm." She suggested.

Taylor nodded his head in agreement, "First, get everyone in the square."

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A/N: 2017 words! Now, that's what I am talking about.

I wasn't planning on adding a Wash and Natalie scene in this chapter, but I wanted to clear up some stuff on their relationship. I don't hate Wash and I really do want them to have a happy mother-daughter relationship, but based on their history I wrote it's kind of hard right now. So I wanted to show you what they were like before Terra Nova. I wanted to show you that Natalie didn't always have this attitude and disrespect for Wash, I may do more, when she's older and first arrived in Terra Nova.

Next chapter: Natalie tries to help with the damage and she has a chat with Elisabeth about her past. Also, Wash brings out her medic skills.

And later, Natalie has a long overdo conversation with Taylor and celebrates her fourteenth birthday (fun!).